Our first fail came in the form of a cookie. Our first attempt was sore on the eyes and didn't taste much better. But we giggled, ate a few anyway, went back to the store and succeed the second time.
Yesterday, we took said cookies and headed for a morning ski just the 2 of us. (Jeff and Ryan were not free - but we did not want to miss a blue bird day.)
The morning was a huge success - The failure came in a 7 car accident (we were #3) on the way down the mountain, totaling our oldie but a goodie truck. The beast took most of the impact leaving Cole and I shaken and sore - but safe and unhurt. Everyone in the accident was then offered a cookie (the good batch) while we waited. Help was fast, no one badly injured and the kindness and patience everyone showed was amazing and heart warming.
Failures can be just as important as successes. So thankful.